The passionate young man's voice was a little low. When it landed in Murong Qiao's ears, his identity was instantly revealed.
"Fifth Brother!" She suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice.
Xian Yu stood at the door and waved at Murong Qiao happily. Then, he took off his winter coat and hung it aside before walking over.
Xian Yu had just returned from outside and was still cold. He wanted to sit further away from Murong Qiao, but when he got closer, Little Sister pulled him back.
Murong Qiao moved to make room for him. "Sit here!"
She didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all and pulled Xian Yu to sit beside her.
At this moment, the Murong Family was about to start eating. Murong Qiao was waiting in the living room for lunch. She didn't expect to meet his Fifth Brother, Xian Yu, who had returned home.
"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Xian Yu reached out and ruffled Little Sister's hair.
